The match continued, and the rain had eased a little.
That gave the spectators a better view of the game. At least they could now see whether the players were holding the Quaffle.
"...Harley's got the Quaffle again! I've lost count of how many times the Lion Queen has had possession!"
Lee was starting to sound numb.
"Gryffindor seems determined to stick with the one-on-one strategy today. Aside from Katie and Wood, the rest of the team are all playing around Harley!"
"Abbott sends a Bludger flying, apparently trying to intercept Harley."
"But that's unfortunate! It's headed straight for Jadrow, who once again fails to stop Harley's attack."
"What a shame. Jadrow really should have been able to stop her that time."
"I strongly recommend checking whether Hufflepuff's Beater has been betting on the match."
"I haven't!" Abbott's face flushed red as he waved his bat and shouted in protest, but his voice was drowned out by the thunder.
"Just kidding. The heavy rain and strong winds are probably throwing off the Bludgers' flight path."
Lee shouted, taking another dig at them as he did.
"And I'm sure nobody would joke around with their house's honor, except for certain people who don't have the guts to face Gryffindor head-on..."
Malfoy clenched his teeth in the stands, wishing he could send Crabbe and Goyle over to tear Lee's mouth off.
What a jerk! The Slytherins around him were looking at him differently now!
Lee's voice suddenly grew louder as he screamed at the top of his lungs once more.
"Harley suddenly pulls ahead of everyone else! Sharpe is trying hard to catch up, but the Comet is just too outdated!"
"Oh my Merlin! Harley dives from high above at an unbelievable angle, slipping between Jadrow and the goal hoops!"
"She aims,